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Show Charles M. Peterson "Broke," but Smiling A smiling man with a light step flitted into the editorial rooms of The Tribune Wednesday night. He evidently evi-dently had something on his mind beside be-side an immaculate sailor straw hat nnd the city editor was at a loss to know whether to say "how" or reach for his gun. "I wish to report a birth notice," vouchsafed the new arrival. 'Name, please?" qucricd tho editor, visibly relieved and reaching for a very special blue pencil. "Charles M. Peterson, 775 Third avenue," ave-nue," came immediately. It's a ten-pound ten-pound boyl" followed instanter. "Are you sober?" asked the man behind the lead, recalling acquaintances who, too, had met disaster. "No. WI13-. yes, I'm sober, and I'm broke, if it's cigars and liquid felicity to which you are alluding." The editor tried to find a nickel or a car ticket for Mr. Peterson, but during dur-ing the search tho proud parent had started to walk home or to another newspaper office. |